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Shade of Carn Dūm
Join Date: Jul 2003
Location: Ad finem itineris
Posts: 384
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Ahhhh...sweet oblivion to the real world. How I love it. And dread when I must return to my non-existant "life".
When I feel this way I too often remember Puddleglum's words: Quote:
How can you miss something you've never seen? I do so long for Elves, and it's another of Lewis' arguments that God wouldn't have made us with a longing that can't be fulfilled. Personally, I've resently decided that elves are angels. And in one of Paul's episle's he says that people have entertained, like given food and/or lodging to, angels without knowing it. I still cling to the hope that someday I'll see my elf. Who knows, maybe my guardian angel has pointy ears... One time I was wondering around a patch of trees near my house and came upon a hole through some bushes that looked so magical, so entrancing. My heart started beating harder. I tried so hard to stifle the hope that it was some gateway to Middle-earth. Obviously, since I'm writing this it didn't work, but still... ...Still round the corner there may wait a hidden door or secret gate And though I pass them by today tomorrow I may come this way And take the hidden pathes that run West of the Moon, East of the Sun...
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